The speed of the alien invasion was very fast, and it only took thirty minutes for the battleships in the sky to send a large number of aircraft to block the Black Carpet City.

In a world with a special environment like Ceylon, the rules of the outer universe are all invalid, and the aliens who originally relied on technology to win have been severely suppressed. Equipped with alloy armor, there is not much difference in strength between them, and most of them are hovering on the edge of the affliction level.

From the point of view of high-end strength, aliens are at a disadvantage, they do not have any kind of extraordinary power, let alone the ability to have a variety of effects, each person only has a set of temporary armor, which increases strength, defense, and speed to a fairly high level, but that's all, can be regarded as the lowest status of the martial artist.

In comparison, the five major forces with a number of 'harm-level' seats sound more high-end. What's more, in the hands of the Black Cavalry, there is also a second-level sub-god vein, according to the theory that the sub-god is invincible in his own god domain, no matter how many aliens come, they can only return with a feather.

However, this is not the case, and the aliens, although poorly equipped, have a numerical advantage. The tuna and black cavalry with the most cannon fodder, and no more than three high-level leaders at the level of harm, are all at the level of first-class masters in martial arts. Further down, there are only a dozen of them. Western Sahara's side can be better, and there are still a few harm levels, but the harm level that can be handled is pitiful.

When the alien legion entered Black Carpet City and went straight to the lair of the five major organizations, the reaction of the natives of Black Carpet City was simply vulnerable. Before the invasion of Ceylon, these aliens were professional soldiers who were good at war, but now although they have changed their combat mode and become front-line hand-to-hand combatants, the discipline is still there, and the order is forbidden. Putting up a neat and primitive battle formation, relying on the indestructible armored battle formation to crush it head-on, can slowly and steadily encroach on the natives of Ceylon.

When the main product of tuna, those zombie weapons with different abilities, encountered the armored legion of the tank army, there was only one confrontation. It was torn and trampled into flesh by countless steel-clad iron monsters. Although the vitality of zombies is tenacious, there is no vital point, and they can be called immortal, but after being crushed into meat sauce, it is still a dead word.

The Black Cavalry, which is similar in nature to the tuna, also suffered a defeat. Their main force is all undead brought out of the underworld, and they are also not afraid of death. Rely on the advantage of exchanging injuries for injuries to kill enemies. After encountering the heavy metal giant, the advantage of the undead becomes a joke.

It wasn't until the Black Cavalry opened the veins of the world and the abundant death power suppressed the alien mecha warriors that the disadvantage of the battle was reversed. However, although the alien armor is suppressed and has many failures, its resistance to elemental erosion is surprisingly good. Or rather, these extraterrestrial materials. It has strong insulation, which is the opposite of supernatural power. Do not interfere with each other.

Compared with the tuna, which suffered heavy casualties and did not achieve good results, the iron lunch box, which specializes in selling steam armor, is quite an achievement. Both sides are walking the armor flow on the technology side, and there are not many places where supernatural power is involved. Super pressure takes the steam route, and the armor material is average, but it is engraved with magic patterns. Adapted to the Ceylon environment, very down-to-earth, and assisted by weapons such as missiles and firearms. And the alien armor is completely alien style, but the core system is the Celestial Mountains to provide primeval technology. Although it sounds high-end and atmospheric, after being suppressed by the sub-divine vein of the Black Cavalry, various failures continued, and he could only stretch his neck and wait for death, which was constantly destroyed by the armor of the iron lunch box.

The only regret of this encounter is that there is not enough inventory on the side of the iron lunch box, and there are only more than fifty units of steam armor compared to the alien armor that has appeared continuously, and it will soon be drowned in the torrent of alien steel.

In this battle, the aliens relied on a large number of cost-effective alien armor to suppress the natives of Black Carpet City and quickly occupy many important locations in Black Carpet City. However, the core force of the five forces is still resisting stubbornly, and can even easily destroy the alien army, but the number of these harm levels is too small, it is a drop in the bucket, and the crowd tactics of the aliens can only be self-preservation, and they can't turn defeat into victory.

On the other side of the outskirts, Cesar was surrounded by thousands of alien armored warriors, and around them were mountains of mechanical wreckage. The strength of these aliens is not strong, the highest is only the suffering level, but the overall performance is great, a piece of iron can be described as King Kong is not bad, as long as you don't damage important systems, or kill the driver, you can keep fighting.

In Cesar's opinion, attacking this group of iron-clad refrigerator-like things is better than single-handing more powerful monsters. At the very least, the monster is not covered with steel, the weakness is exposed to the outside, and it can cut the opening anywhere, and then whether it is poisoned or parasitic, it can be quickly killed. But these tin men had to tear open their shells before they could be killed.

"Brother Cesar, I can't move!" Hull emptied the bullet in his hand, and found that the other party was not in pain at all, so he put away the pistol stupidly, and took out the spell casting medium that Cesar had cultivated for him, and threw it into the distance one by one.

The tadpoles of the Hela siblings are actually a replica of the Cesar Fly, which can swim in the air like void creatures, not fast, but very flexible and slippery, making them difficult to catch. When needed, it can unleash a violent explosion that is ten to twenty times more powerful than a magic fly. Every time Cesar updates the Demon Fly's self-detonation recipe, their tadpoles will be able to upgrade for free.

At this time, Hela hid behind Rita, quickly shook the fishing rod in her hand, threw the tadpoles hanging on the hook into the distance, and then detonated, which could blow up several alien fighters in an instant. Although it is far less efficient than Nana, who can detonate the aliens in the mecha at any moment, it is also a small achievement.

Senior Master Milk, moving to avoid the attack of the alien warriors, while controlling a large amount of fresh milk, wrapping the limbs and joints of the nearby mecha warriors, launching the 'Frozen Milk Technique' to freeze it, restricting the opponent's movement, and cooperating with Byron to kill. At the same time, he also grabbed a part of the armor with his fresh milk big hand, and directly launched the 'Milk Boiling Technique', which scalded the aliens inside the armor to death through guò heat conduction.

Among the crowd, Byron is undoubtedly the most ferocious and unrestrained one. At this moment, he held the legs of the two alien armor in both hands, spun wildly in the enemy formation, unleashed the storm of blades, and began to mow the grass. When the fight was rising, the guy threw away the 'iron thigh' and threw himself on it with a roar. Use your talent to unleash a forty-fold muscle explosion of your strongest muscles, and tear the mecha with your bare hands in minutes.

I saw Byron leaning over and grabbing him, wrapping his muscular arms around the waist of a three-meter-high alloy warrior. Then he roared angrily and launched a charge, his legs were exerted again and again, and he used the alloy warrior as a weapon and ran forward wildly, like a raging bison whose chrysanthemum was injured by artillery, and his blood-red eyes smashed into the flock, and the aliens who hit him turned on their backs.

Byron then stopped castrating and turned back. Pick up the alloy warrior in your hand with both hands. Smash the head of the fallen alien like a whack-a-mole, and if you find that you have slipped through the net, make up for it. In the distance, Cesar could clearly see that the heads of those deformed and broken alloy armor could not withstand the pressure of deformation, and all kinds of meat sauce burst out like a fountain. The red, yellow, blue, and green are extremely colorful, and it seems that there are really many varieties of aliens. The color of the flesh and blood varies.

"There are so many enemies that it's hard to move forward. "Rita beside Cesar. He said suddenly.

The maid who observed the battlefield and collected information and intelligence was inspired by Nana to abandon the Byron-style primitive hand-to-hand combat, and instead of using the magic cannon that consumed energy, she kept pointing out a finger from the void and piercing it into the distorted spatial rift. The fold of the bloody swamp of Tongguò reappears in another part of the overlapping field, killing the aliens who tried to sneak up on Hela, Milk, and others.

Rita doesn't have Nana's superb skill of mixing evil fists and demon fists, but her 'vibration skills'. The same applies to these enemies, and even more restrained metal armored warriors than Nana's martial arts, and consumes less. After just a few brief contacts, Rita used a surgical formula to calculate the frequency of these alien armors.

She then adjusted the frequency of the vibrations, repeatedly superimposed the force field, and repeatedly hit the surface of the armor with her fingers. Then, the vibration passed through the unguarded metal armor and was transmitted to the alien pilot's body, and then nearly a hundred overlapping force fields erupted in the body, destroying the internal organs and shattering the brain, and shaking those aliens whose bodies were not much stronger than ordinary people to death.

"Young master, cooperate with me with the domain, and I will directly deal with all the enemies in front of me!"

Looking at the steady stream of enemies and the large number of flying machines suspended in the air, Rita felt that she had only one breath to kill and injure a large number of enemies, make a gap, and then rush through this distance into the God's Domain before they could be blocked again. Otherwise, the longer it drags on, sooner or later you will be exhausted.

"No, no, no, you're in a hurry to go out today, and you don't have much energy to carry, right? If you consume too much, it will be dangerous if you can't replenish it later. So, deal with this group of miscellaneous fish, or leave it to me!" Cesara stopped Rita and said loudly.

It's rare to decide not to run away, Cesara will naturally seize this opportunity to render his tall image as much as possible, and leave a glorious and majestic shadow in the hearts of several strange girls. Well, if Dorothy was the only one around, then he would never do such a thankless task, after all, the two siblings have long been familiar with each other. But with Nana, the little sister, and Aedes, a stranger, Cesara can't do such a lower limit, and face is the most important.

"You?" Camilla, who was hiding beside Cesar and shrunken her head, suddenly exclaimed.

"Nonsense, come out, Lord of the Flies!" Under the manipulation of Cesar, the domain space began to distort, and a huge silver wheel with a radius of two meters slowly appeared in the field, and then a large amount of miasma gushed and spread from it, and a low and piercing 'buzz' began to echo in the ears, like muffled thunder.

I saw a black tornado composed of demon flies, rushing out of the realm like a storm and flying towards the sky, just in the blink of an eye, a dark cloud formed above everyone's heads. While the demon flies swarmed out, there were also many fly goblins wearing black masks that covered half of their faces.

This batch of fly goblins mixed with demon flies looks completely different from the ones that have become sub-gods. The fly goblins in the god's domain have a lively personality, have no bottom line in doing things, and are greedy for enjoyment, while this group of fly goblins looks indifferent and ruthless, with empty eyes, like a group of soulless machines.

"Lord of the Flies, whip!" the swamp field was still spitting out demon flies without stopping, and Cesar's arm was already raised, and then his palm was grasped as if he had grasped something, and then he shook it vigorously, shook it, and twitched it.

The swarm of demon flies that gathered into dark clouds in the air suddenly spun up, slowly changing its shape, turning into a giant long whip more than ten meters thick, with a whistling sound and strong wind, smashing down from the sky, smashing a piece of alien warriors heavily, leaving a winding and twisting trace on the ground, but the long whip composed of demon flies showed no signs of collapse.

"Get out of here!" Cesar's arm shook again, and the long whip of the black dragon-like demon fly swung violently again, like a mad python, frantically swinging its tail, splashing countless flying sand and stones, cutting off the woods on the ground, sweeping into countless sawdust, and then shoveling off a thick layer of ground, and also knocking away all the aliens on the ground.

"How did you do that? It's not scientific!" Camilla screamed, looking at Cesar in astonishment.

Of course she knew what Cesara was capable of. In terms of controlling the magic flies, the limit of Cesar is to manipulate hundreds of millions of magic flies to fly collectively in a certain direction, or suddenly turn around. It is simply impossible to build a tenacious long whip with magic flies, dance flexibly, whip up aliens, and shovel the ground in one fell swoop.

"Lord of the Flies, hands!" As more and more flies joined the group, Cesar abandoned the long whip in the form of a black dragon and instead plunged his fingers into the air in front of him, as if he had tucked his palm into an invisible glove.

With his movements, the black cloud of demonic flies in the air transformed again, turning into a black palm the size of a twenty-story building.

This time, Rita, who was standing on the ground, finally saw the structure of the giant hand. It turned out that among the countless demon flies, there were still one after another fly goblins with expressionless faces and empty eyes.

"It's the Magic Fly Channel!" Rita understood.

The original template for all the fly elves today was based on the Queen. And the queen can change from a fat and white maggot baby to a brainless goblin, all thanks to her fusion of biological computer 'little embryo'. After fusing the small embryos, the queen obtains the brood, and at the same time, inherits the witch's spiritual channel.

At this time, Cesar was able to flexibly control hundreds of millions of demon flies to form a variety of things, thanks to the brood that served as a biological AI in the bloody swamp. Each fly elf can accurately control about 10,000 magic flies, and Cesar only needs to give an order through the guò brood, and the brood can automatically calculate and deduce, and then order the fly elf. Those flies and goblins then control the demon flies to make corresponding changes. (To be continued......)